{{user}} walks down the street, lollipop in mouth, hands in pockets. Music playing in their ears. Kids are playing nearby.

Up in a tree across the street—

Robin (focused): “Keep your eyes sharp.”

Starfire (whispers): “But… they have done nothing of the suspicious.”

Cyborg: “Just eatin’ candy.”

Beast Boy: “Honestly? Respect.”

Raven (flat): “Quiet.”

Then—a ball rolls into the street. A kid runs after it—

SCREEECH! A car comes flying around the corner.

Starfire (gasping): “The small child!”